Seriously: “Not Happening”

“I will never, ever go camping… I’m terrified of bugs (as is the daughter-sadly-in-training) and prefer room service over cooking eggs over a fire”.

Well, that was me a few months ago. That is, before going on a camping trip (trekking 3 miles into the forest with EVERYTHING ON OUR BACK including-about-10-liters-of-alcohol-to-aid-in-sleeping) with my oldest son, a handful of my BFFs, and their boys.

Circa last night, midnight, hubs and I both have an epiphany. We realized most friends were at the beach for the weekend (hate them). I was peeing, I believe. Hubs was in Family Room. We both say at the same time (seriously, I couldn’t make this up if I tried), “What about camping tomorrow?” It was just understood that we both meant with all 4 kids… one of whom is a virgin out of the crib.

We hadn’t intended on bringing the dog (a 65 lb. Chow Chow) at that moment… but she’s with us now.

So far, so good. And, for some reason, being so frugal ($20 bucks, vs. $200 for a hotel room) makes you all warm and fuzzy inside. The Financial Peace University is taking a toll on us — in the best way possible. The organic excitement BEAMING from the kids’ hearts and souls is… (this is so cliche…) priceless.

Getting some pics, and film, from my new camera that shoots video (hubs is PISSED at this purchase); however, I have a great (and I mean GRRREEAAAT) excuse. I can’t decide if I’ll torture you all in a few days, or not.

Wait, gotta run… 2 year old is (literally) catching a catfish as I type… and 4 year old is simultaneously taking a dump in the woods. Better pay attention!

Comments

I’ve been following your blog for quite a while now and just wanted to say:
This is hilarious! I hope you enjoy your little camping adventure (looking forward to some more stories…)
Have fun!
~Sabrina~

Sooo happy that you’re a follower, Sabrina, means so much! I had no idea. Love your blog as well. I was trying to post a comment, but can’t for the life of me find out where? I specifically LOVED your post about those cookie cutters and the nestlers. How’d you find those? Crazy! Again, thanks for stopping by and please let me know how to post a response on your blog when you get a chance! Thanks again!

OMG – I’m obsessed with the RVs we saw… even the pop ups! I want one so badly, but hubs started trembling when he saw my wheels turning. Not happening (literally)… not in the budget. Actually, we stayed an additional night… and he went home to get a mattress from one of the kids’ beds and DROVe it back to the campground and put in the tent (for the 2nd night) for himself! I was fine… but he wanted the mattress. Too funny!